Sitting on the Jerk

--Sitting on the Jerk--
-By Subtosh-

--- Jake was arrogant and totally self-centered. He did what ever he wanted without giving any consideration to those around him. He also thought he was God’s gift to women, and thought all the women on campus were attracted to him. They all thought he was a complete jerk: but he was oblivious. He couldn't see that almost everyone; male and female alike despised him.

He was running around the university grounds, trying to keep up the body he imagined the girls were lusting after. As usual, He wasn’t paying any attention to the other people walking around during this busy part of the day: he nearly missed several people and brushed against several others, as he ran trough the crowds.

He whipped around a corner and slammed right into a girl, hurrying to her next class, knocking all the books and papers she was carrying, right out of her hands, spreading them all over the walkway.

“Hey” she screamed out.

He didn’t even stop. He just continued on, smiling back at her in an arrogant manner, as another girl stopped and helped her pick up her papers and books. He didn’t even give it another thought.

--- Later on that day, after all his classes and activities were over, he decided to have another run before heading home. As he was running he noticed he wasn’t feeling all that great, but pushed on. But before he could finish all his usual laps, he started feeling really dizzy, and knew that if he didn’t sit down he was going to collapse. As he came into a small courtyard, he saw a vacant bench. As he sat down he could feel his pulse throbbing in his head and decided to lie back on the bench. He just lied there on the bench with his eyes closed, hoping the pain and dizziness would ware off.

As he was resting Jamie (the girl he had crashed into so rudely earlier) walked into the courtyard, with her friend Gwen. They were both surprised to see someone lying on the bench. They had always come here to study and talk because it was so secluded: as almost nobody ever hung around this part of the campus.

Jamie’s face turned red when she recognized him lying there on the bench.
She turned to Gwen “That's him!” “That’s the Jackass that ran into me this morning!”

Gwen could tell Jamie had something in mind, when she saw the evil grin on her face. “What are you thinking girl?” she asked amused.

Jamie just held her finger to her mouth for Gwen to be quite, and started tiptoeing over to where he was laying on the bench, with his eyes closed.

When she was standing right in front of his head, she turned around, smiling smugly at Gwen, she plopped down right on his upturned face.

-All of a sudden Jack felt something warm, press down heavily, on his face. He tried to open his eyes, but couldn’t see anything. He could feel fabric rubbing against his face. He could tell by the smell and the feel of warm flesh that someone had sat down on his face. When he tried to use his hands to push it off, he felt soft strange hands grab hold of his wrist.
He heard a female giggle and realized it was a woman. He couldn’t believe it there was a strange woman sitting on his face.

He tried using his legs to buck and break free, but when Gwen saw this, she came over and sat down on his thighs holding him down.

-He felt another warm weight press down on his thighs, and could no longer move his legs. He couldn't believe this, now there were two people sitting on him. He became furious and tried to struggle until he felt a sudden burst of pain. One of the girls had punched him in the balls! He tried yelling out at them but they just laughed at how he sounded: his voice muffled under Jamie’s but.

He felt the women on his face move around, until her crouch rested right over his nose, forcing him to smell her musky sent. The two girls just chatted away with each other, as he suffered beneath them.

As the two girls talked, Jamie rubbed her crouch back and forth on his nose, using it to massage her bottom. She was really getting excited using him this way. The power she felt over him was really making her juices flow. It was feeling incredible: but she knew it would feel even better on her bare bottom.

The area was so secluded she knew she wouldn’t be seen.

Gwen could see Jamie had thought up a new humiliation for him, by the wicked smile that came across her face. She was surprised when Jamie suddenly hopped up and quickly pulled down her pants and underwear.

-Before Jack’s eyes could even adjust to the light, he saw her ass come back down on his face. She made certain his nose was positioned right up the crack of her ass. She wiggled and twisted around on his face using his nose to massage her but-hole.

He was totally humiliated: he couldn't believe a woman was using his face to scratch her but. But she didn’t stop there. After Gwen joked about how lucky he was to be under them and that a jerk like him wasn't even good enough to kiss their asses. Jamie decided shed give him a little treat.

He felt the weight on his face ease a little bit, as she lifted up and positioned her but-hole right over his mouth. He heard the girl above order him to stick out his toung and give it a lick.

He thought she must be crazy “There's no way I’m going to lick her ass!” he thought.

When she felt he wasn't responding, she clenched her hand into a fist and slammed it down onto crouch causing him to see stars. She told him he better start licking her ass right now.

He couldn’t stand anymore pain. He stuck out his toung and started slowly licking along her sweaty crack.

She just sat back smiling and enjoying the sensation, as he lapped at her hole. Gwen joked “An asshole licking an asshole” laughing.

She kept him licking her ass for a long time: if he tried to stop she would punch him in the balls or gut to get him back to serving her ass. After awhile Jamie realized Gwen was growing a little board. She offered to switch places with Gwen. Gwen was excited and excepted eagerly.

-He felt the girl’s but lift up off his face, but before he had gotten a seconds relief, Gwen had pulled down her shorts and panties and plopped down on his face. He could tell she enjoyed putting him trough everything the other girl had done. First rubbing her crack back and forth on his nose, use it to massage her but-hole.

Gwen particular loved to twist and bounce on his ugly face. She had always hated his guts, and really enjoyed humiliating him in every way. “He deserves every bit!” she muttered.

While grinding on his face Gwen realized she really needed to pee. She wasn’t about to make the long walk to the nearest restroom, when she had this loser under her, to humiliate.

Giving Jake a good punch in the gut, she ordered him to open his mouth, as she positioned her pee-hole right over his mouth.

Jake was surprised when a hot acrid stream of piss started filling his mouth. He almost choked, trying to guzzle it all down after she told him she’d beat his balls to a pulp if he didn’t swallow every drop. He was greatly relived when he had finally swallowed the last trickle of her salty piss.

For Gwen it had never felt as good to pee as it did to pee in his mouth, “He deserved it” “the little asshole” she thought.

She made him clean around her pee-hole licking off any drops of urine. She made him lick all along her ass crack and crotch. She figured this was the only way a loser like him could please a girl.

Jamie had grown board just sitting on his crotch and legs and suddenly hopped up. She stepped right up on to his stomach lying on the bench.
She started jumped up and down all over his body: his chest, stomach, crotch and legs were all pounded under her sneakers. Gwen loved the how it felt as he tried to breath under her ass, as Jamie jumped up and down on his guts.

One girl would sit on his face and the other would stomp and jump on his body. They kept this up for several hours, gaining a sadistic pleasure from torturing him. When Jamie needed to pee: Gwen encouraged her to use his mouth to.

When they finally grew tired and hopped of to go home he was totally exhausted. He could only see blurred colors and couldn’t see them as they skipped off laughing. He had know idea who they were. He had to rest awhile before he could even walk. After he managed to stumble home: he found his clothes covered in the girls dirty sneaker prints.

The next day every part of his whole body ached. He was too ashamed to ever go back to the university; he had to call on the phone to tell the administrators to cancel his enrollment.

---The End---