Note: this story is a flashback to an event that happened before Part 1 of this story, and may answer some questions you all have. If you haven't read part 1 yet please do so after reading this.
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Samantha paused and admired her figure in the mirror. Clad in only a white tank top and her favorite Hello Kitty pink flannel PJ bottoms, she realized not for the first time what an amazing body she had. Her tight firm breasts kept their shape even without a bra (she never wore a bra when going to bed), and her cute little ass was looking good. Her daily squats workout had been paying off.
Spanking herself, she grinned before turning out the lights and climbing into bed. She texted her best friend Briana good night, then set her phone down and snuggled down under the covers.
Her body was tired, but her mind was still very active. She replayed some of the days' events in her head. She had gone to school, like any other boring day. It hadn't been too eventful; she'd hung out with some friends, turned in homework, just another normal day.
Well, except one thing: she had gangbanged the entire freshman football team.
It was her way of solidifying her control over them. Fresh young greenies who didn't have a clue of how high school really worked. It hadn't taken them long to notice her, her being on school leadership. They'd all seen her host at freshman orientation and she knew their eyes had been on her since. With a body like hers, she couldn't exactly blame them.
So she'd sauntered into the locker room after practice. The coaches had been pulled away to a staff meeting, and she had pounced at the chance to get the team alone. She loved being a slut. She loved having other guys' hands all over her, and their stiff cocks inside her. Nothing had made her wetter than hearing them cheer each other on, telling whosever turn it was to "Fuck her hard!"
Samantha slid out of her pajama bottoms and panties, now clad in only a white t-shirt pulled up above her bare breasts. Spreading her legs slightly, her hand found its way to her mound, where she began touching her exposed clitoris ever so slightly. Each touch sent a tingle of pleasure up her spine.
Then after school she and Briana had gotten so worked up that they'd arranged a quick muff munching session in the back of Briana's car. They'd put up sun screens in the windows to stop any prying eyes, but one person, a truck-owning street racer from Samantha's music class named Daniel, had managed to peek through a crack and see them.
To be fair, they had been caught in an awkward position: she had been lying on her back, knees bent, and legs open wide, with Briana on her knees and her face down between Samantha's legs. She'd been licking gently, tasting and probing Samantha's' pussy. Samantha couldn't even imagine the view Daniel had gotten; Bri's ass in the air, her face between Samantha's legs. He might have even caught a glimpse of her pussy peeking through just a little bit. He would have heard Samantha moaning, seen her squirming in the backseat.
After seeing Daniel pull out his phone, the girls had quickly paused and rolled down the window, offering their bodies to him in exchange for his silence. Daniel had jumped at the chance, and as the girls went back to their positions he had pulled Briana's tight jeans down and entered her from behind. Each thrust had sent Briana's face into Samantha's cunt. Samantha had cum quickly, and the sight of her squirming around on the seat had been too much for Daniel. He'd squirted his cum deep inside Bri's pussy, filling her up. Luckily for Briana, she had been on the pill.