My trouble with Merry Christian started long before the senior class party I’m going to tell you about. The day she found out that I lived on the worst street in the worst part of town she and her nasty friends went to a lot of trouble to make my life as miserable as possible. Merry Christian was from the upper middle class; nice house plenty of money nice car etc.

They bumped me in the halls, they tripped me in the cafeteria, they spread cruel rumors about me. She made up nasty little rhymes to humiliate me and give me nicknames. “You’re stupid, you’re ugly and your clothes look like a ragbag.” She had half the school calling me ragbag by semester break. They would enforce several days in a row when no one was allowed to speak to me.

By the time we got into senior high school, it got worse. I was a little older than Merry and her crew, so I was a little more developed. “Your stupid, you’re ugly and your tits look like a dairy cow.” They started calling me Jiggles.

They discourage boys from showing any interest in me. I’m not sure how they did it, but it worked except for Danny Weber. He was as smart as me at math, so we studied together sometimes.

One time after we both passed a hard test; he kissed me in the hall and asked me to go with him to the storage annex. The annex was a storage building for the athletic department. Kids used it to make out and fool around. There were gymnastic mats in there to lie on. It was supposed to be locked but everybody knew where the key was. I knew what Danny wanted to do, and I wasn’t ready for that, but I went just to be his friend.

He pulled the mat out and gestured me onto it, and I shook my head. He stepped over and put a hand up my sweater. I let him do that and when he put a hand up my skirt, I didn’t stop him. It felt wonderful as he caressed my pussy and tweaked my nipples. We kept that up for a few minutes, then he said, “You have to help me.” He lowered his zipper and took out his cock, the first one I’d ever seen, and it was stiff and purple. He pulled my sweater up around my chin and had me hold it there. He started stroking his cock staring at my tits. He took my other hand and put it around his cock. Suddenly he convulsed and shuddered, and jets of white goo shot out and splattered on the ground. It felt like a rocket going off in my hand. He staggered a little bit, zipped up his pants, helped me get dressed and straightened and we left the annex.

When I got home after that day, and thought over what had happened, I discovered masturbation. I could imagine anyone’s cock, rub myself until I had reached my peak. It was a wonderful sleep aid, and I got good at it and did it a lot. I thought maybe I’d be ready for Danny next time in the annex.

But what happened next was utterly inexplicable. Danny dumped me completely. He wouldn’t talk to me in or out of class, he wouldn’t answer texts or phone calls. He cut me dead in the halls and cafeteria. It was terrible. I couldn’t imagine what I had done to deserve this treatment. It finally occurred to me that Merry Christian might be behind it. Obviously, I couldn’t just ask her, so I took a different approach.

Merry Christian had two running mates, Madison and Emma. Madison was almost as pretty as Merry Christian. She had even more money, a Mercedes convertible, her own credit cards. She paid for many of their adventures. Emma wasn’t quite as pretty, a little mousey, little money, but smart. It was Emma that thought up most of their cruelest pranks. Emma had gained some weight over the summer and Merry Christian started calling her DUFF which stood for designated ugly fat friend, an example of how cruel she could be even to her friends. Merry and Madison got all the cute guys and Emma got the leftovers, if Merry allowed it.

We were all in the locker room after gym one afternoon. Merry and Madison had already taken showers and dressed. I waited until Emma went into the shower alone and followed her in. I stepped up behind her and put my hands on her hips.

She turned her head and said “Oh hi, what do you want?”

“Information, ” I said and slid my hands up her sides and cupped her tits. She shuddered but didn’t pull away, so I played with her nipples and nibbled the back of her neck. She was clearly starting to respond, so I kept it up and slid one hand down into her bush. She moaned a little and I got serious about stimulating her, twisting her nipples and rubbing her clit. She was moaning and twitching. I took my hands away and stepped back. Emma turned back toward me. She was flushed, her nipples were hard and she was leaking girl juice.

“What information do you want?” she asked.

“Why won’t Danny Weber talk to me?” I asked.

“Oh, I can tell you that, but you have to finish me first.” She turned back around, stepped back until I could reach around and resume jerking her off.

“Uh, Uh, Uh, Oh, Oh God!” Emma came so hard she had to grab the shower handle to keep from falling.

“OK, you got yours, now tell me about Danny, ” I took a little skin on her butt and pinched it hard.

“Ow! Hold on, I’ll tell you. Merry Christian saw the two of you in the annex and wanted to put a stop to it, so she and I took him out to the annex and fucked his brains out. And when we were done, we told him you have the clap.”

Now I pinched her really hard. We went back to the dressing room where Merry and Madison were still sitting. I had never felt such hatred for any person as I did for Merry Christian sitting there. It was then that I really started thinking of ways to get even with her. I thought about it all the time, a real obsession.

I considered burning her house down with her in it. I thought about killing her. My brother’s friends had guns, but these ideas were too risky.

The school year wore on; spring came and went without me doing anything about revenge. The end of the year approached. Then in mid-May I got a phone call.

“Dorothy Howard please.” A man’s voice asked.

“Speaking.” I said.

“My name is Charles Christian. I’m Merry Christian’s step-father, and I was given your name as a friend of hers that might help me with a project I have in mind. Could you do that?”

“What kind of project do you want my help with?” I asked.

“A senior class party. We have a big house ideal for a party. Would you be willing to help me plan it?”

“Sure, I can help with that.” Plans were already boiling in my bitter mind.

“I can pick you up and bring you here. Is tomorrow evening OK with you? Say about 7?”

Mr. Christian picked me up in a nice BMW sedan with leather seats. I was embarrassed for him to see the dump I lived in. We drove to his house in the Golden Heights neighborhood, a big rambling monster with security lights, iron fencing and a four stall garage. He ushered me into the house through the garage. He gave me a quick tour of the first floor.

The garage entrance was into the kitchen, a big professional setup as big as our living room at home. It opened onto a big family room area with gaming tables, a big screen tv and lots of seating. Around the corner was a big living room with more seating groupings.

“See we could have twenty or thirty people. Feed them from the kitchen. Activities in the family room and overflow here in the living room.” he explained.

“What part do you want my help with?” I asked.

“We’ll need a class roster to decide who to invite. I’ll need your advice there.” He said.

“I printed out the roster, and I have it here.” I said.

We sat down and started going through the whole class putting check marks next to the ones to invite. After the first pass we had only about ten checkmarks.

“I’m surprised we can’t ask more people. Why have you left off so many classmates?” he asked.

“Mr. Christian, I’m going to tell you something you won’t like to hear. Merry Christian is not all that popular at school. She has a cruel streak that she can’t seem to control, and a lot of us won’t have anything to do with her.”

“I’m not surprised to hear you say it. I’ve seen that cruel streak, in fact have been burned by it as has her mother. Why don’t we just invite a lot more people and maybe they’ll show up.” He didn’t seem surprised at all. “Has she been cruel to you, Dorothy?”

“Oh yes.” I told him about the nicknames, the pushing, the tripping and rumors.

“She made fun of your clothes? I think the perfect thing is for you to go through her closets and pick out anything you want to wear to the party or take home for later. Let’s go do that now.”

He led me upstairs to Merry’s room which had closets the size of my bedroom at home. They were filled with beautiful clothes in every possible style. I took out an assortment of party dresses and laid them on the bed. I held each one up in front of myself in a mirror and cut down the pile.

“Why not try them on?” Mr. Christian asked.

“Would that be OK?” I asked.

“You are extremely beautiful, so I would politely ask to be allow to stay while you do that, ” he said quietly.

“I liked him and the clothes were beautiful. So I thought about it. “I’m not wearing underwear, so I’d be a little embarrassed, but if you promise to stay over there and not try anything, I guess it will be OK.”

I was surprised at how little discomfort I felt being naked in front of a strange man. He never moved from his chair and had useful comments about the dresses. I eventually decided on a scarlet party dress with a deep lace covered cleavage, a slit to the hip on one side and an open back. With his permission, I kept two others that I especially liked.

“With your beauty and charm you must have to keep the boys off with a stick. Do you have a steady boyfriend?” he asked when I was dressed again.

“I did, but Merry Christian ruined it for me.”

“Tell me about that.” He said. I told him everything, and Mr. Christian started talking slow and quietly with suggestions about my desire for revenge. He outlined a plan.

“That plan would fill my need for revenge entirely. Should we do it?" I said.

"Yes, she deserves it and might learn from it. So, let’s plan.” Three hours later we had finished the plan in detail.

The next day, I printed forty party invitations and distributed them By day’s end the school was buzzing about the party. Nearly every RSVP had been returned.

That Friday night, Mr. Christian picked me up about 7, took me to his house. I was wearing Merry Christians smoking hot red party dress. The guests started showing up at 7:30. Snacks, beer and pizza had been catered and delivered to the kitchen. People filled plates and wandered into the living room. In the family room, Mr. Christian and three of his friends were playing poker at the big round gaming table.

On the dot of eight, Merry Christian came down the stairs and strolled around greeting the guests.

“Say, ragbag, you look pretty hot tonight. I have a dress almost like that. It looks good on you.”

“Merry can you please serve drinks to my friends here?” her stepfather asked.

“Sure, just a second.”

“I’d like you to put on that serving girl outfit you have upstairs, ” he said.

She looked upset but didn’t make a scene. “It’ll take a few minutes” and she went back up to her room. When she came back, she was wearing a classic French maid’s outfit a skimpy elastic top over a white satin skirt just long enough to cover her bum. Black fishnet stockings and high heels made her legs look amazingly long. It was incredibly sexy.

She walked to the card table and took orders. “Jack rocks, Stoli straight, club soda” she wrote them down ad went back to the kitchen. When she came back to the table with the tray of drinks. She set it down and started handing out the drinks. The last one was all the way across the table from her, so she bent over the table and reached all the way across.

One of the card players grabbed her top and yanked it all the way down to her waist. Those fantastic milky white tits spilled out over the table, scattering cards and chips. All the card players started fondling those hanging knockers. She tried to stand back up, but by then, Mr. Christian had slipped a hand up her skirt and was rubbing her snatch. She stepped back from the table, and her stepfather pushed her down onto her back on the table.

He unzipped his pants put her legs over his shoulders and shoved his cock in her. He pumped in her for about thirty seconds, grunted loudly and blew his load into Merry Christian. He pulled out, rotated the table to the next card player, who unzipped and fucked Merry Christian. When he was done, she came to the next player. When all four of them had pumped loads of cum into her, her stepfather helped her to her feet, and reaching into his box of special equipment blindfolded her and led her staggering to the futon we had unrolled at one side of the family room.

I had been watching from the kitchen, and as my part of the plan, I went into the living room where the main party was. “I need a lot of hands in the family room. Everyone please follow me.” Ten or fifteen people men and women followed me to the family room, where the naked and blindfolded Merry Christian waited on the futon.

“Merry Christian needs fondling and that’s what I want you all to do. Pet her, stroke her, fondle her; any way anywhere you want, she needs it all.”

The group looked dumbstruck, but a couple of the boys walked over and started stroking her tits and belly. A couple girls stroked her face, one of them bent down and kissed her on the lips. That broke the ice and the group started in on her seriously. They sucked on her tits; they slid hands up her legs and rubbed her pussy. They rolled her over, spread her cheeks and played with her sphincter.

All this time Merry Christian was twisting her body trying to avoid the hands, but there were so many she gave up and relaxed and then started to respond. Her nipples stood up, her face flushed red and her pussy started to ooze, a low groan came from her throat. Even from my vantage point in the kitchen, I felt a stirring between my legs.

“Can she stand?” one of the boys asked. “Of course, ” I stepped into the room and with Mr. Christian’s help got Merry, still blindfolded, to her feet. I stood behind her with my hands on her shoulders to steady her. One of the boys stood directly in front of her slipped a couple fingers into her and started rubbing her clit. Merry handle this quietly until two girls stood on both side and sucked on her tits. She came hard, grunting and quivering. She sank down on her knees, and we laid her back flat on the futon.

Then it was on to the next stage of the plan.

I went back to the living room and announced, “Anybody who wants to fuck Merry Christian should get in line.” The people who had been fondling her nodded that it was true. A lot of the crowd followed me back to the game room. Already some changes had been made. Sofa cushions had been placed under Merry Christian’s hips to elevate them. One of the card players was laying between her legs and pounding her hard enough to shake her body. The guys started forming a line.

Once they were lined up, I told them, “take your dicks out, you need to be ready.” They all did and most rubbed them to get a little heft. As determined by the plan, Mr. Christian helped Merry sit up and took off the blindfold. At last, she could see what was in store for her a crowd of hard cocks waiting in line for her all guys she knew from school. A few of them couldn’t get hard enough to put it in.

“Any of you who can’t get it up right now are welcome to just come on Merry Christian, ” I told the line, and a number of them did just jerk off on her, mostly on her tits but a few on her belly and bush.

The line moved pretty quickly. Most guys didn’t last very long shove it in, a few good pumps and bang, pull out, next guy. Merry didn’t even look at them. The line took a half hour to finish. We let Merry sit up for a few minutes, gave her some pizza and a glass of beer, then back to the futon.

Mr. Christian looked at his stepdaughter full of cock and covered with cum and told his friends “We shouldn’t neglect Merry’s close friends. They all looked over where Madison and Emma were watching as Merry Christian was being ravaged.

“Madison, you don’t look like you’re having a very good time, and it is a party, ” Mr. Christian said.

“Well, I’m not sure she’s consenting to everything that’s going on.”

“Would you like a little action for yourself? My friends and I would love to see what’s under that pretty dress.”

“I am a little hot, so yeah, maybe you can help me.”

From the kitchen I watched as she slipped the spaghetti straps off her shoulders and shucked the four hundred dollar gown onto the floor.

“Jesus! your even more beautiful that Merry Christian!? Can we touch it?”

With barely a glance at Emma, Madison walked to the poker table and ran her hand down the front of his pants. A minute later she was spread eagled on that rotating card table taking a new cock every quarter turn. The fourth guy couldn’t get it up. So, Mr. Christian dipped into his special equipment box and brought out a 9 inch silicon dildo. He lubed the tip in her bush and slipped it all the way into her. She groaned as it hit bottom.

He fucked her hard with it for a good long while until she came a second time, then he put her back on the table for his friends. At some point he climbed up on the table and tittyfucked her, splashing cum on her throat and chest. Her tits were perfect for that, big enough to hold your whole dick and nipples long enough to touch when you squeezed her tits together. The other followed suit until she staggered away to get sponged off.

After that, the four friends looked at each other then looked at Emma, whose eyes got really big. It’s not that Emma was ugly, but with real beauties like Merry Christian and Madison around, she looked a little overweight and plain, Finally one of the card players said:

“OK, I’ll fuck the fat girl if she eats Merry Christian.”

He led her over to the futon, helped her out of her party dress, He stood behind her and he played with her tits, rolling her nipples. He pushed one of her hands down into her crotch. and ordered "rub it fat girl.: she did. and shortly she was very aroused. He helped her down to her hands and knees between Merry Christian’s legs and pushed her head down into Merry’s crotch.

“Now lick her while I fuck you.”

“She’s all icky.” Emma whined.

“It’s not poison, lick!”

He banged his cock hard into Emma’s snatch, pushing her further between Merry’s legs. She started to lick tentatively at Merry who, feeling something besides a parade of strange cocks reacted with a little moan.

Mr. Christian, from across the room, watched and was a little aroused. Emma had really massive tits and as David banged her, they hung down and swayed and dragged her nipples on the futon. Merry was starting to moan steadily and roll her hips. Actually, quite aroused.

As Merry reached orgasm she started a kind of wailing noise that could be heard in the living room.

David pulled out of Emma and flipped her on her back. He crawl up her, laid his cock on her chest, folded her big tits over it and started stroking. His precum provided some lube. Emma turned her tits, so that the cock was rubbing on her nipples. She was moaning and David was grunting with pleasure. Suddenly he grabbed Emma by the hair, lifted her head up and growled: “Open wide fat girl!” When she did, he shoved his cock into her mouth and blew his load down her throat.

From the kitchen, I saw David, the youngest of the card players go over to Mr. Christian:

“Charles, I’m seeing Merry Christian as a cowgirl.” David said.

Mr. Christian looked over at his stepdaughter, on the futon, stark naked, her hair matted with sweat and goo, dried cum on her chest. And said:

“Oh, yeah, I can totally see that! Which way around would you like?” Mr. Christian asked.

“That beautiful face and those perfect tits, I want her facing me.” David said.

“Fine, maybe I’ll do the reverse myself later.” Charles agreed. They walked over to the futon and helped Merry to her feet. David took off his pants and laid back on the futon. Merry looked down and said:

“Hey Mr. Galloway, how do you like the party?”

“I’m about to enjoy it even more. Please mount me like a cowgirl.”

He was already plenty hard and Merry stood astride his torso and squatted until she was impaled on his cock facing him. He reached up and played with her tits. She had one hand between her legs and started a nice up and down motion. It took more than a minute, but she came, shaking and moaning. She fell forward with her tits against his chest. This was enough to get David off.

He actually shouted as he blew his load into her. This cowboy action was getting me seriously hot out there in the kitchen. Merry climbed off David, who got up and staggered away. Mr. Christian immediate took his place on the futon. He had by far the biggest dick in the house. That nine inch dildo was pretty accurate.

“Well, hello, daddy! What would you and that big hard cock like?”

“I want you to turn around and mount me reverse cowgirl.”

“What would mommy think, I wonder?”

“Mommy isn’t here, so get on with it, ” He snarled.

She did. He held his cock upright while she very slowly lowered herself onto it. He started bucking his hips upward to bang her. She was playing with her tits and groaning at every thrust. He was playing with her asshole. I could see she was really getting aroused by this position. I slipped my hand up my dress and kept watching. Richard, the oldest card player walking by, saw Merry Christian bouncing on a hard cock facing out into the room. He unzipped and put his dick against her lips and she took him in.

Then something unexpected happened. The door from the garage opened and a women stepped into the kitchen. I knew immediately that it was Merry Christian’s mother. She looked like her daughter but taller and the right age. I tried to block her view, but she was much taller than me and just watched over my head.

What she saw was her only daughter skewered to the cervix on her husband’s huge cock and a neighbor with his dick so far into her daughter’s face that his balls were hanging off her chin.

She didn’t scream or go charging in to stop it. What she did was open her blouse, push a tit in my face and slap me on the back of the head until I started sucking it. Then she put a hand down her pants and started rubbing hard, all the time watching Merry fucking and sucking. It took her a long time, but she eventually started groaning and shaking. Finally, she made it.

Her knees trembled, her nipple went hard in my mouth, and she slumped against the door frame. As she continued to shake and spasm, a wet stain spread across the front of her pants. She groaned a few more times then she went out the door and drove away.

By this time Merry Christian had been loaded from both ends: her stepdad into her cunt and the neighbor into her throat. Most of the guests had left the party, so I went onto the last steps in the plan.

I got out of my dress and walked naked over to the futon where Merry Christian was once again laying on her back. I put a cushion under her head to raise it up. I stood with a foot on each side of her head and slowly squatted until my pussy was over her mouth. She looked up at me and shook her head.

“Oh no, ragbag, I won’t do that.”

“Listen bitch, you’ve got two options, the first is eat me till I cum, the second is I sit here on your face until you smother and die. Your choice.”

She took a few seconds to think it over, then slowly put her tongue out. I lowered a little further until she was licking me. I lowered more. She wasn’t very good at it, but I thought about all the insults, nicknames and harassment and eventually, looking down at her horrified face, I got to a climax as hard as I’ve ever had. I stood up straddled her and let my snatch drip on her. Then I finished the plan.

I walked around the room and collected all the GoPro cameras Charles and I had planted before the party, put them in a duffle and went home.

I loaded all the footage into my video editing software. I didn’t get to bed until sunrise. But by then I had a three minute masterpiece. It showed Merry getting fucked by all the card players. It showed her being groped and fucked by half the senior class. Guys stood over her and jerked off on her. A nice sequence of her being eaten out by her designated ugly fat friend. A loving closeup of Merry Christian on her back on the futon, her torso crusted with semen and cum leaking out of her snatch. A really beautiful shot of her in reverse cowgirl on her dad’s cock while sucking off an old man. Her mother jerking off in the kitchen. But for the grand finale, a lingering shot of me having the gooey orgasm of the century squatting on Merry Christian’s face.

By the start of classes the next week, every student in the class had a copy of the film.

Within a month, the Christians house was on the market, and they were gone to another town. It was revenge enough! I still have some of her dresses.