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I had to put my books away as the floor began to vibrate. With a frustrated sigh, I gave up on my attempt to study for the upcoming midterms, just two weeks away. This was the price to pay for me being fortunate enough to live in a luxurious beach house overlooking the nearby waves…and unfortunate enough for living with my parents and younger brother, the former of which were on a business trip (as per usual). So being here alone with my brother, he naturally thought to exploit the situation by inviting practically his entire school into our place for a spring break party.

“I knew that I should have rented my own place…” I told myself, covering my ears as to mute the various, distracting sounds.

It was no use. I thought about my situation carefully and found myself at a crossroads. I could either run the library to study (my college was nearly fifty minutes away) or just try to relax and have some fun myself. I wasn’t exactly proud of the prospect of partying with a bunch of high school seniors, given that I was 22 years old, but I told myself that it wasn’t so much partying as having idle chitchat and watching over them.

I carefully looked at the window (almost as if I was paranoid that they’d spot me) to see that it was a beach party, obviously. So, as to not stick out like a sore thumb, I decided to dress myself into one as well. See, the idea of me not sticking out like a sore thumb was a bit naïve on my part, given my physique. I mean, I was not that tall, so that wasn’t the issue (I stood at about 5’9). But I was er…a bit more developed than most of the women here, what with my long legs, fit abs (thank you years of volleyball), perfect backside and a huge pair of breasts.

Once in my beach dress, I decided to put on some heels for good measure and went outside. Immediately, I heard the whistles and calls of horny men but ignored them all. First things first, I suppose that I needed to spot my brother, Nick. But of course, he was nowhere to be found, so I didn’t know what to do exactly. That’s when I met up with a group of girls, who were apparently the cheer-leading squad of Nick’s high school and recognized me from the photos in the school gym (I had won a few trophies for them). We chatted and everything seemed great, until a man walked by and they whispered and giggled.

Tanya, the taller of them told me “Oh, that’s Tyler. He’s a notorious skirt chaser and a sleaze bag from our school. You should be careful around him.”

I scoffed, I think, as I replied “You don’t need to worry about me. I can handle boys; besides, I’m already in a relationship.”

“If you say so. Though you might want to hide those from him."” she replied with a laugh, as I playfully covered myself from her eyes.

She continued: “Anyway, we’re going to ditch the party and sneak into a club. Want to come with us?”

“I think that I’ll pass.”
I respectfully said and so, they were off.

And then, I saw from the corner of my eye Tyler approaching fast, almost as if he wanted to get to me before anybody else did. Hm…maybe I could teach him a lesson? He needed to be put down, I think, and I would if he tried anything with me…
 
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I could have spotted Jessica Smith a mile away; as it was, a hundred feet or so was more than enough for me to recognize that figure, the blonde hair, the luscious ass and good-God-Almighty fucking tits. After all, she had been a senior in high school when I came in as a freshman, and everyone practically drooled over little miss perfect big tits.

In fact, I'd followed her evolution quite carefully. In the age of social media, she hadn't been shy about posting pictures to her facebook and twitter accounts; nothing incriminating, certainly, but often her snug outfits left little to the imagination concerning her impressive physical attributes.

I was a handsome young man, in that devil-may-care way. I never seemed to be clean-shaven, my short dark hair a carefully tousled mess, my dark brown eyes the type that could suck a girl in and leave her heart a-flutter and her panties creamed. What? It was true? The girls fell all over themselves for me. It might have had something to do with certain false rumors concerning the impressive size of my trouser snake. They were only false in that the under-reported...

But tonight, I couldn't believe my luck. Miss Perfect was here. The way she looked down on everyone else, the way she teased men with that body... She deserved to he punished. She needed a good, hard lesson.

And I would be the one to teach her.

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"Well well, look who finally came out of hiding tonight," I said as I approached Jessica, flicking my cigarette away and taking a swig off a half-full bottle of cheap beer. "Nice to see little Miss Perfect again after all these years."
 
From the corner of my eye, I watched as that figure (who must have been Tyler) walked to my direction. One step at a time, I practically felt his presence come on closer. And closer. And closer.

Until he was right next to me.

"Well well, look who finally came out of hiding tonight," he spoke, flicking his cigarette away. Ugh, he was a smoker on top of being a total sleaze?

He was pretty cute though. I mean, a little overrated given how many conquests he had, but still.

"Nice to see little Miss Perfect again after all these years."

I gave him a sly smirk back and responded "Oh, you're Tyler right?" I asked, pretending that I didn't know any better. "A pleasure to see you too."

I just need to play it cool and teach him a lesson for being such a misogynistic pig.
 
I smirked. Apparently the girls had warned her about my reputation; there was no way she would have remembered me from high school. But... Perhaps I could play her coyness to my advantage.

"Jessica! I'm flattered you remember me!" I said, easing up next to her. I slid an arm around behind her, my hand sliding along her lower back to her hip. "Here I was certain you had forgotten all about me," I continued, winking at her. Noticing a few people in a nearby group eyeing us, I brazenly slipped my hand down and grabbed her butt, giving a cheek a hearty squeeze!
 

"Jessica! I'm flattered you remember me!" he said, his arm going around my waist and just barely touching the top side of my ass. I wondered whether he did that on purpose and immediately scolded myself for being so stupid. Of course he did that on purpose. And then, as if my suspicions weren't convincing enough...

"Here I was certain you had forgotten all about me," he continued, giving me a wink. I winked back and said "Oh no, I wouldn't forget you.". Of course, I soon regretted that decision as I felt his hand squeeze one plump cheek of mine. The thin fabric of my dress did nothing to protected me from feeling the squeeze; especially since I was wearing a black thong underneath.

I tried my best to not slap him (I'm sure that he was used to that by now, so it wouldn't be much of a lesson), but I did place my hand on his shoulder and said "Yeah, please don't do that."
 
"Do what?" I asked, innocently enough, letting go of her plump cheek for just a moment. I noticed a few more gawkers; the ass-grab had garnered a bit of attention.

Just what I wanted.

I slipped around behind Jessica now, brushing my crotch against her as I went, and stopping behind her, my hands finding her hips and pulling her back against me.

"You need to loosen up a bit. Have a drink. Surely you can keep up with a bunch of high school kids, right? Big college girl like you?" I said, my grip on her hips tightening in that moment, and then my own hips pushed forward, rubbing my crotch right against her butt!

"Anybody got a drink for Jessica?" I called out, turning more heads towards us. "She's ready to party!" I said, stepping back away from her and giving her ass a playful swat!
 
"Do what?" he said, finally letting go off my ass cheek.
"Nothing, nevermind" I quickly replied, thinking that he had backed off.

Yeah, the thing about that is that Tyler managed to slip around me and before I could even protest, I felt his hands on my hips and my body being pulled against him. Was he rubbing his leg against my ass?

Oh god.

"You need to loosen up a bit. Have a drink. Surely you can keep up with a bunch of high school kids, right? Big college girl like you?"

"Okay Tyler, the joke's over. Let...go!" I said, though as loud as I thought that I was, I don't think Tyler (or any of the onlookers) noticed. I tried to protest and move my body away, but Tyler proved to be pretty strong. So strong that my resistance might have been mistaken as something else; as I jerked my body away, he pulled me back twice as hard. I moved my hips away but due to his pulling, my ass actually rubbed against his crotch.

Good grief he was huge.

"Anybody got a drink for Jessica? She's ready to party!" he said, stepping away...though not before giving my round ass a slap for good measure. I rubbed my backside and my face flushed with embarrassment. I played it off as a joke and said "One drink only though."

This wasn't going well for me.
 
A drink for the busty blonde was quickly forthcoming, in a red solo cup. What was in the concoction of jungle juice was anyone's guess, really. I never drink the stuff, preferring beer, but it was certainly a bright cherry red in color, and flavored in such a way as to mask the potency of the mix.

I took a swig of my beer as the cup was pushed into Jessica's hands.

"C'mon, drink up, don't be a pussy," I said, draining my own beer as I did and wiping the back of my hand across my mouth, my eyes locked on Jessica's body, her luscious, abundantly displayed cleavage making me lick my lips as I surveyed her from just a couple feet away.

The music was getting cranked up now, a techno mix of some sort, and people were starting to dance on the beach in the moonlight. I grabbed another beer from a buddy passing by, when he stopped to gawk at Jessica.
 
A red plastic cup made its way into my hands and I brought it closer to my face. I sniffed the drink, as if my nose would be able to tell what alcohol percentage was in it. I eyed it carefully, seeing as I wasn't much of a drinker. I knew, since it was my brother's party to begin with, that it was safe to drink but...

"C'mon, drink up, don't be a pussy,"
Tyler said, wiping his mouth after he drank his beer. I sighed and started to drink from my own cup and the fluid stung my throat. Well, more like burned it. Yeah, this stuff was definitely strong. All the while I drank, I eyed Tyler carefully. His eyes showed a hunger as he licked his lips watching me, or rather my body, from afar. I had to really be careful around him.
 
My cock twitched a bit in my jeans as I watched her drink down the jungle juice like a champ, wincing a bit from the strength of the drink. But... even if she thought it was strong, she really didn't know just how strong it was, and how hard it would hit her in a little bit.

I circled around in front of her, a shark eyeing his prey.

"Man, college has been really good to you Jessica," I said, coming around the side of her.

"I mean, you were really hot in high school and all..." I said, slipping behind her, my hand trailing across her butt once more, savoring the way she winced a bit at my touch, and I came around in front of her.

"But good God damnit, girl... I mean, are these even real?" I asked, smirking, and reached out and grabbed one of her tits and squeezed! The onlookers howled in approval!
 
I winced at the flavor of the drink and as soon as I was done, I knew that it was pretty strong. Yep, he definitely gave me that on purpose.

"Man, college has been really good to you Jessica," Tyler said, coming to my side as he continued "I mean, you were really hot in high school and all..." before slipping behind me and touching...well, my behind. I winced at his touch just as I winced at the unwelcomed drink down my throat.

"Uh...thank you." I replied timidly.

"But good God damnit, girl... I mean, are these even real?" he asked before his hand greedily grabbed a breast and squeezed - his fingers soon discovering two things; one, that I did not have a bra on and two, that my breast was much more than a handful.

The crowd went wild.

"Tyler!" I exclaimed and slapped his hand away "They're real and no, you can't just go ahead and cop a feel. What's wrong with you?!" I scolded him.
 
I think my cock twitched a bit again when I felt her up, finding significantly more than a handful, and absolutely no bra supporting the girls! They were huge and firm and... And was that a nipple poking forward the cloth of her little beach dress?

"Aww, c'mon, why not?" I asked, stepping back and looking around, feigning indignation.

"After all, you always used to let me back in high school? Or don't you remember that? You don't really remember me at all, do you, Jessica?" I asked her, my eyes locking with hers now.

"Well I remember you. Lettin' guys cop feels, that's how you got so popular in the first place!" I sneered at her. There were murmurs of agreement all around, and somewhere, someone said: "what a slut!"
 
"After all, you always used to let me back in high school? Or don't you remember that? You don't really remember me at all, do you, Jessica?"

Shit. He probably figured it out right now, if he hadn't been playing me this entire time.

"Well I remember you. Lettin' guys cop feels, that's how you got so popular in the first place! What a slut."

I'm not sure what it was, whether it was his sneers or those idiots agreeing with him, but soon my face was flushed with a mix of embarrassment and anger. I looked him dead in the eyes and replied with "You have no idea what you're talking about. I'm no slut, you asshole."
 
"Yeah, sure, that's what they all say," I replied. I moved around behind her, grabbing her big bubble butt again!

"And if I'm an asshole, that means I'm just your type, right?" I said with a laugh, squeezing her luscious cheek before giving her a shove forward, unexpectedly, making her trip over her own high heels and fall face-first into the sand!

"Lose your footing there?" I said, moving towards her, feigning concern, standing before her and offering a hand to help her up, the thick outline of my cock apparent through my jeans in front of her face...
 
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