Life as a good little girl/Crawl out the window
From Create Your Own Story
Hide in the closet? Under the bed? Kneel and let them pound you?
Your legs go weak at the thought of giving up, but much as you've enjoyed looking at yowr brothers's gangbang porn you don't feel quite comfortable with the idea.
"Bro! Wait til you see what I've got in my room," Mark says to his friends loudly.
His words prompt another desperate look around the room. You're about to try and stuff yourself under the bed when the window catches your eye.
With a last quick look over your shoulder you dash to the partially open window, nearly diving through the screen. Shoving that aside you crawl out on to the roof of the doghouse just outside.
Behind you voices fill the room and you freeze, your butt atop the point of the roof, your head and arms hanging down the side facing the backyard, your widespread legs braced on the street-facing fence.
"Look at these pics I've got," you hear Mark brag, and you let out a sigh of relief. He sounds like he's taking the credit for their existence, and you roll your eyes at the thought.
"A girl would have to be a desperate whore to fuck him," you think derisively, wishing they'd leave.
"Da-mn," a boy exclaims. Look at the slut. She's really begging to be banged."
"Yeah, she's an utter whore." Mark agrees, and you feel pity for the poor girl they must be ogling.
"Look at her take it up the ass!"
"She looks like it hurts..."
"And like she loves it!"
"I want to fuck that bitch."
"I could probably arrange that," Mark says, and you roll your eyes. Like he'd know any cock-crazy slut who'd spread her legs for his friends.
"Holy shit!" one of his friends exclaims from the window, making you jump.
"What?"
"Look! She's showing everything to the world!"
A strangely thrilling sensation races through you at being discovered. It's mixed with a large dose of humiliation, but to cause that amount of excitement makes you feel oddly proud.
"Hot damn."
You turn your face away from the wall, resigned to the knowledge that the hands of boys you barely know will soon be groping your completely exposed butt.
As if in anticipation your ass lifts itself an inch from the peak of the doghouse, leaving it a mere three inches from the window sill.
Life as a good little girl/You're pretty sure they're not looking at you
